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Chapter 71 Raven sat in silence at the far end, wrapped in a dark cloak that hid the faint curve of her belly. The war table gleamed beneath torchlight; a map of the Northern Realms sprawled across it, punctured by blades marking borders, pins marking armies. Axel stood at the table’s head, his voice low but sharp as he addressed the gathered council of wolves. “Two months of rebuilding,” he began, “and now we have news of Lyandra’s banner flying over the Frostmarch. If we wait, she’ll come to us stronger than ever. We can’t afford that.”

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.

I suddenly had a flashback of my Mom and my nightmare but tried my best to ignore it for now. After that, I went to eat my food. I needed to get back on my feet to have enough strength in finding Claire, my Mom's best friend. Maybe, Doron can help me since he seems so kind. I sigh. I promise Mama, I will look for Claire. I will get revenge for what they did to you... I said to myself. I need to eat well to have back my strength, and Doron was right about it. And I know it would not be easy. I'm praying to the mighty Abba that he will guide me with this journey. Abba... I hope that You will guide me.

Both books are combined together, and Abhimanyu's book is titled *Taken: King's Rights Reserved*. ... Thank you, ShineeSunshine ❤️

Trap: Claire jolted up right in the small cabin bed, her hands clenched trying to figure out what was threatening her. She swung her legs so they were touching the ground as she waited. She was confused because she thought she heard...She could hear it now; men shouting. She stood walking to the door. She could hear men shuffling about as if they were in a hurry. A loud rolling noise from underneath was heard. She instantly knew what it was...cannons. What was going on. She flung open the door and marched out. Men were racing to their post. Everyone's sword was on them. Claire’s eyes spotted Jonah still steering. She frowned while walking to him. Her eyes scan the lower deck looking for Jac

I said as I scattered all the white pawns. “What are the countries with the most powerful military power?” I asked as they all reasoned. “Stanfield, Winterdale, Hellboim, Akar and D’akish of the outland.” Sir Jonah said as I nodded. “In the twenty cities in the lands, Leone stands twelve in military power but first in influence and wealth. Westoros falls seventh in military power, first in political power and third in influence and wealth while the certain parts of the outland are in first to third except in politics. Can you tell me what Philip will do?” I asked as I walked around the room slowly.

It was a clash born out of unresolved conflicts and unspoken truths, the culmination of simmering tensions that had been building beneath the surface. In a swift motion, Vihaan clenched his fists, his muscles tensing as he prepared for the impending clash. Zohaib mirrored his stance, a mirror image of determination etched across their features. The space around them seemed to shrink as the energy between them grew, the music fading into the background, forgotten in the face of their impending confrontation.

Calix asked after a long moment of silence, pulling out a book from the small stack on my desk. “That is a book of tales and myths about our people.” I said, smiling when he placed the book next to me on the loveseat. “It holds the story of the original Shifters and the Four Sacred Dragons that founded the four Kingdoms.” Calix climbed onto the seat and grabbed the book, raising it to me as he settled against the armrest. “Would you like me to read it to you?” I smiled as he nodded again, his brown hair bouncing around as he leaned in a little closer.

, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief. Damon wanted to rub his shoulder which now throbbed with pain where their shoulder collided but restrained self, knowing there was still the girl standing in front of him. Everyone knew of the immense strength that ran in the Bennett family at least in the pack. Except the well-kept secret that somehow she, the daughter of the family was the kind of strong they hadn’t seen in their family ancestry. It wasn’t something too big a deal but she herself didn’t want others to now just yet.

“You’re up.” Aggressively grabbing the stick from him, I take a single step forward. My retreat comes to a halt as Nox holds me back. “I haven’t made my half of the bet yet.” Those blue eyes land on me once more, his voice low and haughty, “if I win,” as if it matters, “you’re going to shut that pretty little mouth of yours and drop the clueless act. Scarecrow doesn’t stand a chance, because you’re already claimed. By me. The sooner you accept it, the sooner we can get back to us. I have lots of lost time to make up for.” What the fuck is he getting at? It’s a puzzle, cryptic words I can’t wrap my head around. It quickens my heart and weakens my legs. Claimed.